I wish you still believed In the image that you once had of me You didn't let it grow Like the songs and the things i believed
I wish it wasn't true But i'm very disappointed in the way i thought you'd be Now it really doesn't matter to me
Anastasia, i see you running away And that seems quite normal for you You run to a dream world of immature games Your fantasies block out your view You life's full of problems you'd rather not face So run 'cause that's easy for you Anastasia, you're the fool
